education

MBAs

I have a complicated history with higher education.  On one hand, I very much value learning.  When I dive into new information (or even old information seen freshly from a different perspective), I feel almost as alive as I do when I’m creating worlds or characters in fiction. There’s something that fascinates me about human …

philosophy

Environment Versus Technology

One of my favourite comic books of all time is Tokyo Ghost by Rick Remender and Sean Murphy. As is typical, no one is really safe in a Remender story, and no one should expect a happy ending for all (or even some).  Things do end up well for Debbie and Takara, but there’s a scar …

religion

Religion

I don’t know if I believe in a higher power.  I mean, obviously, in some sense, there must be something of a higher power than us out there.  The universe is infinite and there are so many variations just on Earth alone. In the sense of a creator or omnipotent being, of that I have …

Writing

Violence As Comedy

I don’t think it’s any secret that I’m a big fan of the absurd.  I love it when comedy gets so stupid, it’s hilarious, like Teen Titans Go! or that Little Big video, Skibidi. Comedy also includes a lot of violence, dating back to the early days of Bugs Bunny and the Roadrunner.  Combine the …

philosophy

Process, Not Product

Life’s been a little turbulent lately.  Money’s woefully tight, with more bills and debts begging for attention all the time.  I suffered a personal loss, as my grandmother finally laid down after years of slowly disintegrating.  Professionally, work is a mess.  I find myself increasingly disengaged as my patience for other people’s bullshit and unwillingness …

comics

Fanboys

I fully intended to write about this on  Hallowe’en.  I’d just finished reading Fanboys Vs. Zombies, absurdist horror fiction of a wonderfully geeky degree, a short time earlier and then, boom, my grandmother died and my motivation died with her. At least, motivation to write about things of a more upbeat disposition. The novel I’m …

relationships

All My Grandparents Are Dead

The first, my dad’s dad, died before I was born.  My step-grandfather died in my mid-twenties, a wonderful man with a penchant for smiles, a gift for the harmonica and a gun-toting, tree-burning hatred of raccoons in the yard of his farm. His wife, my paternal grandmother, was next.  Like I suspect I’ll be, she …